Ello All! Well here it is! The last chapter of this one! I hope you are enjoying this and enjoy the last chapter! Review on your way out!


Chapter Seven:

And the truth that makes us laugh will make you cry
Wanna die? No?

By the time Alice and the White Queen reached Hatter's room, they were so worried for him that they had begun to tremble. Tarrant still lay motionless, for which Alice was both grateful and terrified to see. Grateful because he hadn't woken up while she was gone-he would have surely panicked in his fevered state and thought she had left him again. But she was terrified because his condition was obviously worsening by the second. She cast a desperate look at the Queen and then went by him.

"Tarrant," she whispered, kneeling down by him and taking his hand in hers. She couldn't help but notice the thimbles, bandages, and dye-stains on his fingers and she felt herself smile slightly. He loved his trade so much...too bad he'd have to find some new way to cure the material. She blinked back into the present and looked at him in worry. "Tarrant I need you to wake up. We have something that can make you well but I need you to wake up."

Miracously, Hatter's eyes slowly blinked open. They were the dullest green Alice had ever seen, and it caused her stomach to drop. "A-Alice?" he asked in a cracked whisper. "Have you any idea why a raven is like a writing desk?" he looked at her earnestly, as if this was the most important question in the world.

"No, no I don't," Alice whispered, sniffing and blinking back tears. "Tarrant, I have to get some of this in you so you can get better, alright?"

Hatter only nodded, too tired to object to anything. Alice carefully poured some of the drink into a spoon and held it towards his lips. He weakly accepted it and swallowed, wincing as it went down. Moments passed where Alice held Hatter's hand close, praying for something to work. She looked at him gently. Nothing. He still looked...broken.

"Alice? I don't think it's working," he whispered gently.

Alice felt her heart drop. No. It had to work. She couldn't lose him now. She cried hard, shaking her head. "You'll be fine, Tarrant. I know you will-"

"Don't cry for me, love," Hatter said softly, reaching up weakly and wiping away her tears.

Suddenly, just when Alice was sure she lost him, his eyes became a brighter shade of green and a small smile worked on his lips. He blinked, and then took a deep breath. He looked up at her and beamed his gap tooth grin. "Alice, my dear. I think it may be working," he slowly sat up.

Tears of happiness replaced Alice's tears of terror as she embraced him, never wanting to let go. "Tarrant, never scare me like that again," she whispered. She knew he wasn't out of the woods yet, but he already looked much better. "Don't ever let yourself go like that again."

Tarrant smiled and held her tight. "I'll never have a reason to." He paused, and then looked at her earnestly. "But honestly, my love, why is a raven like a writing desk?"

So you'll fall down a hole
That's the one place we both know
You'd take me with you if you could but I wouldn't go
I guess sometimes we both lose our minds
Find a better road


Well? That's the end of it! Did you really think I could kill off Hatter? *Tsk, tsk* Not in a million years! Well I hope this ending made you all happy and now all I can say is...